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Animation practice :D
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The SAVEd Project Master-Ish Post
“The SAVEd: A self proclaimed “team” of four surviving beings from scrapped, destroyed or collapsed AUs who managed to SAVE shortly before the destruction of said AU, allowing them to exist in a blank void of nothing as something similar to Outcodes. Thanks to the work of W, they were able to meet under very strange circumstances… These four more often than not go by the names ‘Beta’, ‘Ai’, ‘Mist’, and ‘W’.”
Howdy! It's me, Jpeg, and that weird description of a group that I just wrote is a rough run down of the dumbest idea for a project yet. I titled it “the SAVEd project” and if you read the description above, then it may be clear why. In this semi Masterpost (more like a concept post) I’m going to list the characters and their overall bios. If you don't care about this, then I understand. If you don't feel like reading all of it at once, I’ll link the individual posts at another given point in time.
It is also likely that the plot for the project will be written out a while before I make a black and white comic version of it so I have more time to get the character designs down and until then, feel free to ask questions if you're interested. And if youre not and you think Im a stupid wanna be, then thats fine too. I don't care.
In case it is not obvious, this is a fan project made by someone who's not the greatest with digital art since I still don't really know how to use my art program. Ai is the only truly original character of mine and was not based on anyone. Beta, Mist, and W are my takes on characters and the non existent AUs they're from belong to me, but the concept for Gaster, Chara, and Sans belong to Toby Fox. I hope that makes sense. Anyway, I'm going to go in that order too. Beta, Ai, Mist, and W. That's also the order I drew them in lol. Anyway, enjoy (sorry about the fact that this is inevitably going to be a very looooooooooooong post).
Name: “Beta” Dreemurr
Age: 11 (Incapable of aging)
Gender: Male
Soul Type: Red (Determination) fading into Light Blue (Patience)
Physical Features: Hair covers left eye, and scar covers right. He can see through his right eye, just like Frisk can even though their eyes also appear to be closed. Baggy jumper that resembles Classic Chara’s sweater. Locket was a gift from his AUs Asriel. Always walks around barefoot, and is the shortest of the group (not shown to scale in the drawing above). Does not appear to have a mouth physically, no one has any idea how that's supposed to work or if he uses photosynthesis or not-
Personality: Mute, but very expressive otherwise. Likes defenestrating people he doesn't like and is pretty chaotic. Can be chill and a good child sometimes. Sometimes. Always wandering off.
Name: Ai
Age: 16 (Incapable of aging)
Gender: Female
Soul Type: Green (Kindness)
Physical Features: Fluffy medium length tan-ish hair and light blue-grey eyes. Where's a pure white dress and leggings and white boots. Gold star hairpiece is a solidified SAVE point.
Personality: Tries to be serious and the ‘mature adult’ of the group even though there is in fact a real adult in the group. Was kind of adopted by W. Has a very dirty sense of humor and swears a lot.
Name: Mist
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Soul Type: Purple (Perseverance) but like, monster
Physical Features: Looks like any other sans, albeit a little shorter and younger. Sewed jacket and scarf. As he was homeschooled by his very busy father (W) he had a lot of down time in between lessons. (A note about their family. Papyrus is not present in the timeline as he was sent to train with Undyne in the capital. Mist and Papyrus were adopted by W at a young age when they were abandoned by their parents, their father being W’s brother. Papyrus’ nickname is Vapor.)
Personality: Overall relaxed and very dedicated to spending every waking moment of his life doing something. He can't just not do something. Mah bois a little hyperactive. Loves creating things and reading, overall the most open minded and creative of the group. Usually the one coming up with crazy plans and sometimes they even work. Has the slightest bit of survivor's guilt.
Name: “W”.D Gaster
Age: No one really knows...
Gender: Male (He/They)
Soul Type: Gold (Justice) but like, monster
Physical Features: One cracked down the front of his face, the other painted on because he thought it’d be funny. Usually wearing a labcoat of sorts and always keeps I.D on him, even after his AU collapsed. Golden eyes represent his soul type technically speaking, just as Mist’s Purple eyes represent his.
Personality: Tries to be the serious responsible adult but just cant hack it. Will get revenge on people who have previously hurt him or his children. Dad jokes galore. Mist is constantly asking him to not embarrass him in front of his friends and W takes it as a challenge. Sciency and overall just a dad friend, but literally. Rather than the usual "OooO spoopy scary bad dad man" hes "OOOOOOOOOO I see LIGHT am I dead?" crack head energy when hes not trying to set a good example for Mist and the others.
This post took all day to write and I poured two hours of work into each of these pieces of art, so I would appreciate if this post doesn't go to complete waste. So if you made it this far, thank you! If you have any questions, I think my asks are working? I dunno no ones ever asked me anything.
#undertale#Undertale au#the SAVEd Project#God I hope this is an original concept#gaster#w.d gaster#Mist!sans#Sans#Mist#Ai#Beta!Chara#Please this took all week to make this#Support would be appreciated#If people dont show interest then I'll scrap this and try something else#All I need is one person to show interest in this#have a good day!#niko.jpeg
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For a smile
"Mammoth mammoth look!"
The tiny icewing plopped the large ball of snow ontop of the other. "I made a snow dragon!"
Mammoth gave a deep chuckled "That's a very nice looking snow dragon."
"What...what's that?"
Mammoth turned to the other dragonet who pointed out into the distance.
The approaching dragon was larger and seemed to have no wings.
"Go back to the village."
Mammoth spoke quickly as he stood up. The dragonets nodded and quickly scurried away with the exciting news of someone new.
Mammoth walked up to the dragon. His stern gaze fell very quickly seeing the condition this dragon was in.
Their sides were fresh with blood, they had scars and bruises all along their scales, each paw was red with dried blood and it looked as if they had no talons.
The dragon looked up. She squinted at mammoth. Her jaw quivered open and all that came out was "Cold.." her legs shook and threatened to give out. She barely held her head up.
Mammoth furrowed his eyebrows and quickly dropped low nudging his head under her chest. She panicked and weakly flailed trying to push mammoth away.
"I'm trying to help you." Mammoth growled as he pushed back.
She seemed to accept defeat and pulled herself onto his back.
Mammoth glanced back as he opened his wings. The dragoness had curled into his mane and passed out. Poor thing. Mammoth frowned and quickly took off toward his cave.
Gaeas eyes fluttered open. She was warm...and her wounds didn't sting anymore. She gently lifted her head. Her vision was blurred as she had her glasses no more.
"Good evening dear."
Gaea jumped and turned finally noticing why she was so warm. A large dragon sat working on some necklace looking thing next to her. His wing was draped around her back....her wingless back. Gaea could feel tears prick her eyes as the memories flooded back.
"How are you feel- Woah uh.."
Mammoth was caught off guard as Gaea began to weep into his shoulder.
"I...I'm sorry..im sorry.." she croaked.
"What for hun? You've done nothing." Mammoth dropped the beads and rested a talon on her arm.
"I... I dont know." Gaea frowned finally looking at him.
"Well let's start off..I'm mammoth." He introduced himself trying to figure out what this dragoness was doing all the way out here.
"Gaea." She spoke as mammoths wing gently wiped her cheek.
"You look pretty rough Gaea what might I asked happened?"
"I was accused to be a thief. I...I I'm not I swear! They...they thought I stole from the queen. They ripped me away from my sister's and then..." Gaea looked at her talons and felt tears once more "Then they ripped off my wings and took my talons. They grabbed me and dropped me in the mountains. Broke my glasses doing so. I wandered and somehow I ended up in the icewing kingdom. Ev...everything is a blur all I remember is being cold and in pain. Just pain." Gaea gritted her teeth as she felt the sting of her wounds.
Mammoth frowned "That's horrid! What proof did they have?"
Gaea frowned "None nothing but lies spewed from the mouth of the young queen. She never liked me she doesnt like anyone accept her treasure. "
"Even if you did your punishment seems very extreme.." mammoth gritted his teeth as his lips curled back in a snarl "that's just like those royals all they care about is their treasure."
Gaea hung her head "I just wanna see my sisters they're still young and in their big wing! Or....was." she sighed looking at her back again.
Mammoth lay in thought for a moment. "You still are you know." Gaea nodded with a long tired blink. "Well we'll get you all set up here and healed. I can fix you a pair of glasses as well."
Gaea looked up "Really?"
Mammoth nodded "for a price though."
Gaea frowned "I'm sorry I dont have any treasure or anything to trade."
"A smile would work for me." Mammoth smirked.
Gaea was taken back but chuckled "fine, like this." She gave a sarcastic grin. Mammoth laughed "I'd prefer a real one but itll work."
Gaea laughed and gave a tired smile.
"That's better, now you rest up." Mammoth squeezed his wing tighter around Gaea.
Gaea gently laid her head down and mammoth could faintly hear her mumble a "thank you.."
He hummed and went back to his necklace
writing was kinda rushed but im not disappointed in it^^
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Life for villains isn't as peaceful and stress free as everyone makes it out to be. It’s fucking stressful and boring, like imagine not being able to go out without looking over your back and trying to hide your face. Though I’m not on a wanted list, you still have to be suspicious because of the people I’m affiliated with.
Pulling on my white coat and washing my hands, I pull out a tablet and start doing my rounds on the Nomu. This fucking job is boring, but the only reason I’m still here is because of him.
The man.
The one who stole my heart.
That fucking crusty ass.
I swear he didn’t even know what lotion or chapstick is. Well he was practically raised by potato lookin ass One for All so it's reasonable.
After doing all the rounds on the inprogress Nomu’s, I go and place the tablet on the table next to the doctor sitting in his chair. I swear ive never seen him anywhere except in that fucking chair, like does he even know how to walk? Or take bathroom breaks? I don’t know he’s a strange dude, and the exact reason he doesn’t know much about me.
“Done already?” He questions.
“Yeah, I wanted to be there when Shigaraki gets back.” I say pulling my purse onto my shoulder, then walking around collecting medical supplize.
“What do you need that for? I would think a woman of your capabilities wouldn’t need that.” He says, turning around slouching in his chair adjusting his glasses.
“Yeah but you know they're all stubborn assholes so.” I say chuckling.
He laughs back in agreement, “I would get moving if I were you, they should be back any minute, Ms. GAY(this some gay shit).”
I look at my watch, “Shit.” I speed walk to the door, “Night, Doctor.” He responds with a night but I’m already out the door. “Creepy old man.” I say under my breath.
I hurry down the street, not wanting Shigaraki to return to an empty house after his first real “outing” since the USJ incident. I show up to an empty bar and take off my shoes and walk behind the bar and start making myself a drink. I throw in some ice and pour the whiskey in. I slowly sip the drink as I look around the bar slowly realizing it. This place fucking sucks.
Why did I have to work with them? Fuck. If I wasn’t I would be in some fancy schmancy hospital helping people. Not hurting them. Fuck how did I get myself into this, and I told myself not to let me feelings control me and yet here I am, fallin for a man adamant on destroying the hero society. The door creaks open and in walks a group of misfits that would soon call each other family and fight side-by-side. Doing a quick assessment of them it looked like Toga had the most injuries out of all of them. Toga had blood on her dripping from her head and what probably is some else's blood, one of Dabi’s staples got ripped out and his skin separated, Twice looked fine but he was out of it, Splinter didn’t look hurt but under his scales he probably was, and Compress and Magne didn’t look hurt just tired.
“How did it go?” I question.
Then Shigaraki walks in, holding a kid.
“Uh, w-what do you have there?” I question why he brought a CHILD here.
“A KID!” Twice responds so happily. I stand there and blink in fucking shock then it fucking hits me like a train. “WHY WOULD YOU BRING A KID IN THE HERO COURSE TO OUR FUCKING BASE/HOME?” I ask in so much disbelief and shock.
“Were going to convert him to our side.” Splinter says.
I just sigh and put my head into my hands,” Jesus you sound like MIke Pence. Ok there are so many things wrong with this plan, but I don’t have enough time to discuss that, First question, is anyone seriously hurt?” I say as I grab the bag I packed from the Doctor’s office rummaging through it for a sedative.
“Toga has a slight head wound, Splinter might have fractured or bruised ribs, Twice needs the comfort blanket™ and one of my staples ripped.” Dabi states having taken a roll call of sorts on their way back.
“What happened to the kid and Muscular?”
“The kid we knocked him out when we got out of there about an hour ago; Muscular got captured, nothing we could do.” Dabi finished filling me in, keeping in details almost like he’s dealt with medical injuries, which he inevitably had because of the scars. I clean a part on the kids shoulder and inject him with it.
“K. Dabi, Toga, and Splinter stay here; the rest of you guys and girl go clean up, the kid won’t be up till tomorrow. And Shigi, me and you are going to have a talk after this.” I say looking Shigaraki directly in his eyes just so he knows how mad I am.
~Time skip cuz im lazy af and this is boring affff~
“Thank you.” I say after tucking Toga and Twice in.
“No problem.” He says quietly walking away.
“You must of been a good big brother.” I say carefully watching his body language though i didn’t have to look closely to see him stiffen up like a cutting board.
“What?” He says trying to play it off.
“You don’t have to talk about it now but I know you were good, you looked out for them.” I state cleaning my hands.
“Yeah. I tried to at least.” He says quietly.
“How many?” I question wiping my hands off.
“2 brothers, 1 sister.” Ah I knew that he had at least one sister cuz of how he braids Togas hair.
“Ah a full Brady Bunch I see.” I say jokingly trying to break some tension.
“How many do you have?” He asks looking at me.
“1 brother and a bunch of cousins.” I answer truthfully against my better judgement.
“I guess it takes one to know one, huh” He says breaking up shit.
“Yeah it does.” we sit there for a little bit, then he gets up to leave, “Hey Scarface, if you need someone to talk about them to, big sibling to big sibling.”
“Got it, Katara” He says, chuckling a bit.
“Haha real funny, go get some sleep.” I say smiling a bit. He leaves quietly, and I move to Shigaraki and I’s room. I see Shigaraki’s form laying in the bed sleeping, I grab some Pj’s and turn on the shower.
I get out and just want to lay in my bed with Shigaraki in my arms. I lay down with his back still towards me, I lightly draw patterns on his back thinking of all the different possibilities if we had just ran away when I told him to. He turns over and looks at me.
“Hey.” I whisper to be prompted with a hi back.
“Do you wish that we ran away when we were planning to?” I question.
“Maybe.” He responds, I bring my hand up to his face and starts glowing as it slowly heals his chapped lips and scabs that cover his face and neck.
“I love you so much, but sometimes you have some dumbass ideas.” I giggle as I say that, and even he chuckles from it knowing it’s true.
“Yeah but that's why I have you. Cause we both know there's no one in the League that has some common sense.” He says smiling, I laugh at it and I could swear I saw his smile widen.
I pull him more into my arms, him resting his head right on my clavicle, his nose rubbing against my neck.
“I love you too.” He responds finally. We each pull apart a little and attack each other with our lips.
this ending is SHET IM FUVKINH TIRED THO SO HAPPY FUCKING BIRTHDAY LMAO -LOVE CHOLE
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Got that massage! Didn't do much for my head (not immediately at least?) but apparently all the knots in my shoulders is actually a fuck ton of scar tissue and the masseuse asked me if I had been in a car accident! (Nope, my body just sucks!) She also felt something off about one of my neck vertebra and asked if I'd had an MRI of my neck ever. I should deffo talk to my doctor about getting one but I'm so tired of fighting with doctors to actually care about me
I have no idea why my neck and shoulders are like this but I suspect its probably compounded problems. When i was a baby being delivered one of the nurses saw i was coming out with my cord wrapped around my neck and SHOVED me back up and in my mother so they could do an emergency C-section. Never really had any problems with my neck growing up, got hit in the head A LOT from flying balls (i swear my head just attracted them) and got knocked over a good bit. I remember one small accident of someone bumping into the rear end of the van in like elementary school but I didn't even stop playing my gameboy while mom handled it. More recently (2 years ago is recent right? What even is time) rock climbing and belaying involved just a whole ton of neck movement until we got belaying glasses so we could just keep looking forward to look up. And the neck pain really only actually started after going to the chiropractor to get my hip adjusted as being super depressed and sedentary for 2 years caused all my leg/hip muscles to tighten up and pull my femur out of alignment. The chiropractor of course didnt just adjust my hip. Adjustments, foam rolling, and more exercise/less sitting has helped my hip but my neck has become the new problem. And at some point I asked she stop cracking my neck while still doing hip adjustments but I don't think that made anything better or worse honestly. But even before the neck adjustments I was having mild daily headaches. They're much worse since then.
They're not migraines as far as I know, though migraines do run in my family with my sister, aunt, and cousins all having them, they just feel like a lot of pressure and also cluster/icepick headaches of sharp stabbing to the eyes that switches sides at random. Nothing seems to trigger them really. Mostly I'm fine and head pain free (my knees also ache sometimes?) when i wake up in the morning though not always. And then, within a half hour of being awake and moving, the pain creeps up.
I keep this chart on my phone to make explaining my pain level easier to people who don't understand and because the 1-10 scale alone is meaningless to me. I'm at a 4-5 on my good days and try to only take pain killers when I'm approaching a 6 and have to do something like go to school or you know leave the house in any way. Sometimes a 9 will suddenly creep up on me and I'll try to go to do something and just be on the floor crying unable to even get myself pain killers. And the crying just makes it worse honestly. I try very very hard not to let that happen and pop painkillers everyday now even though I hate it and put it off as long as possible. And Excedrin is the only thing that actually works for me so far, nothing else touches my pain. But taking them everyday just leads to withdrawal headaches when i stop taking them, and the caffeine makes my bladder urgency worse and messes with my gut flora.
I'm just ranting at this point. Its probably my posture and doing literally no exercise that's making my neck bad. Im just so tired
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"Hey, I said stop!" "I'm out of here." with a side order of "You're such a bitch." Virgil and deceit brothers AU
Sooooo THIS is definitely expanding into a bigger AU cause this was one of the few that got me all kinds of carried away. Lemme know what you guys think AND feel free to ask questions!
Familial VirgilxRemyxDecietMute!Remy Vampires!Deciet/Virgil/Remy Noble!Patton Mage!Virgil/Logan/DecietWarnings: Kidnapping, Fantasy Violence, Deciet, Swearing, Minor Character Death
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Stealing the Bastard Prince
The sky above was dark, littered with flashes of lightning, rumbling as it threatened to open up with rain. It felt like his life was a never-ending cycle of rainy days, that the sun had died the day his parents-
Nope, no time to think about that. The targets. Focus on the targets.
He took a deep breath, sinking further into his patched cloak and shrugging it up around him. Slouch but look big. Unassuming but intimidating. One foot in front of the other, scanning the bodies around him for his target.
With his hood pulled over his head, he was practically invisible, a black and purple shadow amidst the flowing river of bodies around him.
A festival, if Virgil remembered correctly. Some kind of celebration for a king long dead. It made little sense to him now, nearly a man, but as a child…he was sure he would be as awestruck as the children around him.
They were supposed to be somewhere ahead…three of them if he recalled correctly. His brother had been pretty certain, even if Virgil hadn’t been, giving out some suspiciously detailed descriptions.
Still, this was Dee he was talking about here. The man knew what he was doing. And he certainly had enough connections to get that kind of description.
He sighed as he saw a glimpse of the first one. A tall, thin man with small, square glasses and a small book in his hand. He was standing, as though waiting for someone as he read, wearing a fairly simple, long overcoat over a navy blue shirt. The brightest thing about him was a pastel blue tie…Virgil would have probably missed him if he hadn’t been told to look out for the bright magical scarring on the side of his face.
Great, swirling lines of pale blue magic wound over his cheekbone and around his eye, covering nearly the left half of his face. It glowed, like a small night light on a gloomy rainy day and Virgil was awestruck for a moment.
“Logan!”
He snapped his book closed, turning to the new voice. A shorter man trotted up, beaming brightly with shining eyes behind much larger, circular glasses. His face was peppered with freckles and Virgil blinked from the brightness of his smile alone.
“You are a very convincing commoner.” Logan spoke simply, looking behind the child to the older man coming up behind him.
His regalia was bright and flashy, far too flashy to be all that convincing. A perfect white, a perfect red, glittering gold and two large crests on his shoulders. Virgil thought to send a thought to his brother, ‘The child is the noble.’
‘Stick to the plan.’
Virgil watched as they gathered up, moving through the crowd slowly. At a distance, keeping his cloak close, Virgil watched and followed. They were muted for a group at the a festival, save for the child, who was eagerly pointing out everything.
The ‘noble’ was doing his best, hands clasped behind his back, standing too straight, chin too high. Virgil had to give him props though. He was doing his best.
The child on the other hand, couldn’t seem to shake it. He spoke too properly, kept his movements fluid and small…Why did Dee want the imposter then?
Virgil shook his head. No, he would worry about that when this was over. Right now, he just had to follow through. He knew his brother well enough to know there was probably someone else in the mix here, another working part that Virgil didn’t know. Someone else preparing to snap a trap.
For all he knew, Virgil was playing a tiny part in a bigger game.
‘On my signal.’
Virgil swallowed, keeping his cloak clasped tight, watching closely.
‘Now.’
A man leapt out from an alley before the scholar, grabbing fiercely onto his arm. The commotion that started made it difficult to hear what exactly was happening, but Virgil watched the ‘noble’ grab the stunned boy.
“Go!” the scholar shouted, looking to the stranger on his arm, “Hey, I said stop!”
‘Don’t engage yet.’ Dee murmured, ‘Follow.’
‘The boy isn’t a threat.’ Virgil answered, following closely but staying out of their line of sight. There was already someone else chasing too close, directly behind them.
‘I am aware.’ he answered with a soft chuckle, ‘You stay on the imposter.’
Virgil nodded, keeping his distance until the noble suddenly darted into an alley. He sensed orders were being spat to the other pawn in the game, but he couldn’t quite hear them.
He used some crates to scale the side of a building, panting as he trotted to the alley, looking down and spotting the ‘noble’ and the boy sprinting through the darkness.
‘Stay out of sight. Out of the dark.’
‘Too many know me down there…’ he hummed as he kept close to his targets from the rooftops, dodging tannery’s and drying laundry, ‘Is there a reason for the cat and mouse?’
A soft and familiar chuckle brought a smile to Virgil’s face.
‘A mind game then. Okay.’ Virgil huffed, ‘You know I like this game.’
Another chuckle, ‘I do. But I need you to focus.’
Virgil nodded firmly, looking back down and following the two charges, ‘Your other man is losing them.’
‘Good.’
Virgil didn’t question as he followed, leaping the distance between buildings and smirking as the imposter lead the young boy into a dead end.
‘Hold.’
Virgil crouched on a rooftop, trying to steady his breathing as he watched. The ‘noble’ spun from the high wall to the entrance he’d just sprinted through. He was panicking.
“Roman?” the young boy squeaked, “What do we do?”
Virgil watched as the imposter swallowed a whimper, “You hide.” he answered, shoving the smaller boy toward a group of crates and netting.
“Roman-?!”
“Patton, please!” the imposter begged, pushing him down. Virgil could hear tears in his throat, “Please, they can’t find you. Please, just stay here and stay quiet, please.”
‘Us?’ Virgil asked.
‘The others.’
Virgil nodded as he watched Roman slip the netting over the small noble.
“It’s itchy…” he whimpered.
“Shhh, Patton.” Roman took a few steps back, “He’ll be here soon-”
Just as he predicted, the man finally came around the corner. A murmur of his brother’s orders and a sword was drawn. Virgil clicked as Dee did. A subpar weapon by any means, but it seemed to do the job, spooking the imposter into drawing his own weapon.
‘A training sword?’ Virgil frowned, ‘Oh, this poor kid.’
‘He’s like your age, Virgil.’
‘You’re such a bitch.’
Dee laughed as Virgil watched the stranger approaching waving his sword at the noble. Virgil could see him thinking, his footing uneven as his mind wandered elsewhere.
‘He’s going to run.’
Dee hummed, clearly trying to think. There was a purpose to this, Virgil knew it, he just didn’t understand it yet. Virgil’s head snapped to the sound of footfalls behind him, his eyes widening when he saw a pair of dark shades. He sipped on a straw, saluting Virgil as he walked closer.
‘Remy’s here.’
Virgil heard murmuring as the tall elf crouched beside Virgil, sipping nonchalantly on his drink. His expression never changed, until something caught his interest and his eyebrow arched up a little.
‘Stay on the imposter.’
‘You still want him?’
He heard a darker chuckle, ‘As far as he’s concerned, you want him.’
‘Dee.’
‘He’s unimportant. Do whatever you want with him once you have him. Just make sure you take him elsewhere.’
Virgil rolled his eyes and sighed, turning his attention back to the stand-off as Roman circled to the gap in the alley. The pawn…bandit, whatever, down below should have known better than that at least but…then again, he was no professional.
Remy put his cup aside, throwing his long and thin legs over the edge of the building. With a smile, he leaned over and kissed Virgil’s forehead. His fingers moved swiftly, ‘You be careful, yeah?’
Virgil nodded back to his brother, winking back and Remy’s grin widened, revealing two very sharp fangs.
‘Give ‘im hell.’
As Roman turned to bolt, feet crunching over the gravel, the bandit shouted, “Hey!”
Virgil darted along the rooftop, following Roman, hearing Remy slip off the edge of the rooftop.
Remy landed on his feet behind the bandit, tossing his cup away as the bandit turned, leaning back to look up at the tall man. He grinned down at the bandit, “Who the fuck are you?!”
‘Thanks for your service.’ Remy and Virgil heard Dee’s voice and the bandit paled.
Remy leaned on one leg, pulling a blade from a sheath on his chest and twirled it. The blade caught light, shining off an inscription and the bandit snarled.
“Wait…wait-”
Remy lunged forward, his blade easily slicing through the bandits and the man yelped as he stumbled back. Remy’s grin didn’t vanish as he stood straight, looming over the bandit, pushing his shades into his hair.
Grey eyes met the bandits, his muscles locking in place and a low, dangerous chuckle escaped Remy. He leaned close, breathing over the bandit’s ear, before thrusting the blade in deep.
The bandit did nothing more than gasp and choke on air, eyes wide and pleading as Remy leaned back. He shrugged, fingers moving, ‘No hard feelings, yeah?’ before he jerked the blade back out and cleaning it on the bandit’s shirt.
The spell broke on the bandit as Remy pulled his shades back down, turning away and sheathing his blade. He moved toward the crates and netting, pulling it up to find the terrified little noble.
Virgil hopped buildings, following Roman as his pace gradually slowed and then he stopped altogether, collapsing against a wall. He really did want to chase for longer, see how far he could push the imposter noble, but there was a point to all of this. Surely.
He hopped off, his heavy boots hitting the ground hard. Roman panted, crimson eyes meeting Virgil’s as he tried to keep a hold on his weapon, “Who are you? Back off-”
“Calm down, or I’ll give you a reason to be scared.” Virgil snapped, and Roman huffed as he tried to catch his breath.
Smaller than Roman by an inch and considerably thinner, the imposter obviously thought he could get past him. “I’m out of here.”
He tried to charge past Virgil, but the darkness bolstered him, hand catching him by his regalia and shoving him back against the wall of the alley.
“Oh, I don’t think so.” Virgil purred, smiling as the imposter noble struggled, dropping his sword. He tried to pull Virgil’s hand from his regalia, but Virgil pushed him up a little ways off his feet, “Is that better?”
Roman grumbled, “Let go of me!” he cried, “I am-”
“Hardly nobility.” Virgil answered coolly, twisting his hand in Roman’s regalia, “You’re as easy to spot if you were wearing a cardboard crown.” Roman froze as Virgil pulled him closer, “But I like you.”
“What?” he squeaked.
Virgil moved closer, letting Roman drift down to his feet, “I like you.” he answered, “You smell of potential. Strength. Integrity.” he hummed, “I like that.”
Roman stared at him, “Smell like-”
Virgil grinned, revealing sharp fangs and Roman paled, “Oh yes.” he answered softly, “But like I said. I like you.” Roman’s eyes were wide and terrified, starting to get glassy, “And I know you’re not the noble we’re after.”
“S-so-”
“So, that means you’re all mine.”
Roman squeaked, “Wha-what?”
Virgil chuckled softly, “You’re mine.” he answered, tracing a finger down Roman’s cheek, “And I think I’m going to have a lot of fun with you.”
“Yours? Yours how? I don’t-”
Virgil placed his fingertip on Roman’s lip, “Shh…” he whispered, hearing footfalls, “Let’s get you out of this silly get up, hm?” Roman squeaked, struggling uselessly until the regalia hit the dust with a soft ‘fump’, “There we go, my little prince, better?”
“I’m no prince-”
“Hush.” Virgil whispered, the human meeting his eyes again. They were wet and scared, despair already filling the crimson orbs staring up at him, “You will be.” he answered softly.
As footfalls stepped out the end of the alley, Virgil spun them so Roman’s back was pinned to his chest, hand tightly gripping his chin and his other hand pinning Roman’s hand up between his shoulderblades.
The scholar was glaring darkly from the end of the alley, “Vampires…of course.”
“Logan-!”
“Roman, calm yourself.” Logan spoke coolly, even as the imposter noble whimpered. Virgil leaned close to his ear, smiling at Logan as he breathed over the sensitive skin, “Where is Patton?”
“He doesn’t care for you.” Virgil whispered, “Don’t you see?”
“B-but-”
“Look at him.” Virgil whispered, his grip softening on Roman’s face, “He asks for Patton, but not if you’re okay?” he asked, stroking Roman’s jawline, “You’re a pawn. A tool.” Roman whimpered, “I want you to be more than that-”
“No.” Roman squeaked, tears falling from his eyes. Logan was speaking, but Virgil wasn’t listening, “I just wanna go home…I don’t want-”
Virgil chuckled softly, “Your home’s with me now.” he whispered and Roman whimpered, “Time to say goodbye.”
Roman shuddered, “Logan! He’s-”
Dark magic pulsed around them, long ribbons of purple magic blinding Logan and pushing him back as Virgil held Roman closer.
“I’ll take good care of you.” he whispered, “My little prince Roman.” the magic wrapped tightly around them, “Bastard son of the Mad King.”
Logan looked up in horror, but they were already gone. How did he know?
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TAKE IT SLOW -- #bittercoffee
this is a stupid little smutty drabble i want you all to have as a thank you for being so patient with the next chapter of #bittercoffee.
here we have some stupid, early-relationship sexual tension culminating into something other than dry humping. consider it a little tease for the real deal, which will inevitably happen in later #bittercoffee chapters!
beware, a little smut below the cut!
“You’re distracting, you know.”
One hand is under the back of your shirt, ghosting along your spine and raising goosebumps with each tender pass. His other is occupied with his phone — he’s been trying to figure the contraption out these last few weeks and with the newest discovery of the Instagram explore page, Bucky is waist deep in cat videos and bad DIYs.
His attention is pulled from his phone and he gives a little grin, sitting up and pressing a warm kiss into the curve of your shoulder.
“It’s late, doll.”
His voice is soft.
You huff, dragging your eyes up from the scattered papers across your comforter before letting your shoulders sag. Bucky’s hands continue to scale up and down your back until you finally give in, pushing your glasses back up your nose. He smiles, tight lipped and tired.
“You’re right,” you mumble, gathering your thesis notes and your laptop before standing, “Probably won’t memorize anything at this hour anyways.”
Buck hums in agreement and flops back down into the pillows.
Bucky likes watching you. It’s not a secret — he’s obsessed with the way you tiptoe across the bedroom, the way you bend and stretch and tug your hair up. He can hardly tear his eyes away from a brief flash of your midsection or a peek of your bottom. It’s incredibly difficult when he’s so damn enamored with every part of you. He tries to hide his apparent staring behind his phone.
You turn after shutting your desk lamp off, dropping your glasses to the table, before taking a moment to admire the supersoldier currently taking up three fourths of your bed.
He’s reclined against the pillows, blue eyes following you. He really is something out of a dream — you watch his chest rise and fall with each breath, the bare skin there scattered with scars and reminders of his past. His abdomen jumps when you chew your lip.
“What?” he asks, a coy amusement heavy in his voice. He drops his phone to the bedside table with a heavy thwunk.
Your eyes dart down his thighs, boxers bunched messily there. Bucky kicks his feet a bit, tugging back the sheets.
“You done ogling?” he chides, cheeks a bit pink, “Staring is rude, you know.”
“You stare all the time,” you murmur, “Just let me admire Bucky Barnes for once.”
“There’s not much to admire,” he grudges out, rolling his eyes and scrolling on his phone again, “I have a nice set of baby blues, but they’re up here.”
He raises his brows, catching your eyes rake up from his waist. You laugh a little, tugging your hair back as you crawl into bed. You’re not embarrassed about it anymore — not really. The staring has become second nature. Mutual pining.
“You do have a nice set of baby blues,” you says, crawling over his legs and settling across his waist. You straddle his hips, hands smoothing against the rigid planes of muscles across his stomach. Bucky huffs. You grin, “You have a nice set of everything, if y’know what I mean.”
You shoot him an overly flirtatious look. He laughs — it’s genuine and throaty and bright. He smiles when he does it and you love it. You duck down, quick to kiss the smile with your own tilted lips before Bucky’s hands scale up the front of your shirt. His fingertips crawl up the skin there and you hum, enjoying the sensation of being touched. It’s enough to quiet you down and you tuck your head into the curve of his neck as his ministrations round the back to your spine.
“You’re beautiful,” he mumbles, pressing a kiss to your temple, “And smart. Kind... I’ll let you have ‘funny’, this time, too. I’m feeling generous.”
You laugh, chest quaking as you speak. “I am funny!”
“Funny lookin’.”
“Whatever you say, Grandpa.”
It’s his turn to laugh. “I’m not as bad as Steve.”
“No,” you laugh, sitting up and shaking your head, “You are so much worse!”
His face lights up, laughter shaking his shoulders. His hands fiddles with your own that’s splayed across his chest, “What, just because I didn’t know what Pinchagram was?”
“Instagram!”
“Same thing.”
“I can see the headlines now,” you muse, slipping from his hips to lay beside him, “Winter Soldier seen fumbling with iPhone.”
“Listen,” he prods at your hands in the air, “Back in the day —“
“Oh no,” you mumble, rubbing your face, “Here we go...”
Buck rolls his eyes, moving to press his weight partially on top of you in retaliation. You make a mock-pained sound, squirming slightly. He has you pinned.
“You’re a brat,” he chides, fingers tugging at your waist. You squeak, trying to get away from the pokes.
“Whatcha gunna do about it, Buck?”
There’s a moment of pause between the both of you — Bucky knows how this is going to end, but still he’s drawn in like a magnet. All it takes is one challenging look and his lips find yours in a flash, hands pushing your own above your head as you grin against his mouth. There’s nothing sweet about the kiss, it’s all lust and passion and pent-up feelings that you’ve both been battling these last few weeks.
They come in waves — you both feel a little bit like teenagers, making out at inopportune times and grinding against one another like it’s a dying wish. You were both adamant about taking it slow, and Bucky was adamant about being careful; mostly since he had no idea if he even had enough self control to keep himself together during sex.
So, you both happily settled on sloppy make-out sessions and calculated touches through jeans or leggings or whatever happened to be in the way.
But, nothing felt slow about this.
His lips meet the column of your throat and he bites a deep pink mark into the skin there. You sigh. His hips rocks against your own. The thin fabric of his boxers doesn’t leave much to the imagination. It’s sinful. You wrestle out of his hold, nails scaling his back as Bucky’s mouth dips to your jaw.
“We,” he starts, breaking from another kiss as you tug his hair, “We always do this.”
“I’m not complaining,” you sigh, stomach tensing as his hands scale the skin there. He tugs your shirt up and off without a word, mouth dipping to bite a gentle trail up your sternum. You whine.
“I... We shouldn’t,” he mumbles, large hands skimming the curve of your breast. His eyes are dark, “We shouldn’t.”
“Probably not,” you breath, head dipping back as his stubble grazes the soft skin there, “Not with Marissa home.”
“I... I won’t be able to—“
“Control yourself? Me neither.”
“And this should be special —“
“Mhm,” you mumble, nails grazing his scalp, “When the time is right —“
But his movements don’t stop, not until his hand settles between your legs and two metal digits push against the wet fabric there. You’re quick to hammer a hand over your mouth, smothering the yelp of surprise as you writhes against the sheets. Your other hand darts out, catching his wrist as Bucky grins. You urge him onwards, hips bucking against the cold metal as he laughs quietly and drags himself downwards for a kiss.
“I think I could settle with this, though.”
It’s dark and whispered into your ear before his mouth trials lower, stubble grazing the skin of your collar bone as he bites dark marks into your décolletage.
He’s never done this before.
This is so not dry humping.
You whimper against your own hand, eyes screwing shut as he sets a pace, fingers dancing against the fabric there. The touch is cool. You tighten your grip on his wrist.
Bucky smiles, peeking up at you as his mouth dances against your breast. He leaves another mark there. Your back arches. You try and work out a sentence with some sense of coherency.
It’s nearly impossible.
“I th-thought you said...”
“Forget what I said,” he whispers, other hand gripping your jaw as he kisses your cheek, “This is plenty.”
“At least let me touch you —“
You whine, chewing your lip as you try and touch him — anything would help, but his other hand catches your fingers and intertwined them with his own. Bucky grins. You swear you’ve died and gone to heaven. His fingers brush a particularly wonderful spot and you gasp, moans smothered by a languid kiss.
His stubble pricks.
“I’m feeling generous, remember?”
You come apart rather quickly after that, mouth pressed to his and hips rocking against his hand. It knocks you back, mind going a bit hazy as the white hot build of an orgasm washes over you like the break of a tsunami. Everything is Bucky -- he’s warm and strong and his stubble is really starting to tickle. Your nails dig into the muscles of his back as he watches, smug, eyes half-lidded -- you’re an angel pressed into the sheets, face hot and limbs slack.
He sits up, only to tap your hip -- a signal to move your leg -- and settle back in bed beside you.
You pull your eyes open after a moment, face flushed and brain a little mushy.
Bucky’s face soften. “You alright?”
“Better than alright,” you mumble, “I think it’s your turn --”
Bucky shoos your hand away from his hips, rolling slightly to pepper kisses across your face. “It’s late. You have class early tomorrow morning. I think it’s bed time.”
You groan, limbs heavy the post-orgasm high. “Buck...”
“I was serious when I said I was feeling generous.”
“You’re the worst.”
“Mhm,” he hums, kissing your nose, “I sure am.”
He’s not. If anything, he’s the best thing that’s ever happened to you.
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this is a 65 question ask meme and im the bitch that’s filling it all out at once to waste time
1. Do you ever doubt the existence of others than you?
oh yeah definitely, but it’s usually the other way around where everyone else is real and i am not
2. On a scale of 1-5, how afraid of the dark are you?
idk like a 2.5 i guess
3. The person you would never want to meet?
i mean. i don’t know ??? how can i know who i don’t want to meet until i have met them and decided they’re the worst
4. What is your favorite word?
akimbo
5. If you were a type of tree, what would you be?
i would WANT to be a weeping willow, but in all honesty i’d probably be a birch or some type of maple
6. When you looked in the mirror this morning what was the first thing you thought?
i honestly cannot recall
7. What shirt are you wearing?
a grey pajama shirt
8. What do you label yourself as?
the skeleton god
9. Bright room or dark room?
i mean if we’re talking the absolute brightest room vs the absolute darkest, i suppose i would pick brightest.
10. What were you doing at midnight last night?
for once i was actually asleep
11. Favorite age you’ve been so far?
god probably like 8 years old was good
12. Who told you they loved you last?
my dad
13. Your worst enemy?
it me
14. What is your current desktop picture?
it’s a landscape in the style of like miyazaki movie backgrounds
15. Do you like someone?
romantically ? no
16. The last song you listened to?
poison vine - noah gundersen
17. You can press a button that will make any one person explode. Who would you blow up?
just like physically destroy one person ???? idk man. like the consequences of this would probably be too far reaching for me to even fathom. do i get caught ?? does it spark paranoia worldwide ? a string of copy-cat murders ? could i live with myself knowing i killed a human being ?
18. Who would you really like to just punch in the face?
nazis
19. If anyone could be your slave for a day, who would it be and what would they have to do?
idk like. the idea of a slave that has to do stuff for me for a day is kind of wild. if i can like, make a billionaire my slave and then force them to redistribute their wealth then i’d do that
20. What is your best physical attribute? (showing said attribute is optional)
my bones !! i can’t show them to you though, not yet
21. If you were the opposite sex for one day, what would you look like and what would you do?
i guess the opposite of nonbinary is SUPER binary so i’d be like half man half woman and i’d look exactly like a halloween costume
22. Do you have a secret talent? If yes, what is it?
no, all of my talents are pretty out in the open
23. What is one unique thing you’re afraid of?
one unique thing ??? i don’t think anyone really has unique fears. if you dig deep enough they all sort of boil down to the same few things in the end.
i guess the most strange fear i have is that spiders will be in my slippers, and so i do not own or wear slippers.
24. You can only have one kind of sandwich. Every sandwich ingredient known to humankind is at your disposal.
oh shit ok. idk all the ingredients but one time i ate a vegetarian bahn mi in chicago and it was like the most heavenly sandwich i’ve ever had. i want that again. endlessly.
25. You just found $100! How are you going to spend it?
honestly at this very moment in time i would buy groceries, and also maybe a pad of watercolor paper
26. You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere in the world, but you have to leave immediately. Where are you going to go?
oof, leave immediately ??? that limits my choices bc i don’t have a passport. i guess i’d go to like. god idk oregon ? colorado ??? the pacific northwest somewhere.
27. An angel appears out of Heaven and offers you a lifetime supply of the alcoholic beverage of your choice. “Be brand-specific” it says. Man! What are you gonna say about that? Even if you don’t drink booze there’s something you can figure out… so what’s it gonna be?
wait what am i supposed to figure out if i don’t drink booze ??? like if my plan was to sell it, i’d have to get a liquor license, and that’s a can of worms i don’t care to open. i think i would ask the angel if instead i can get a lifetime supply of, like, that good bahn mi sandwich i was talking about a few questions up.
28. You discover a beautiful island upon which you may build your own society. You make the rules. What is the first rule you put into place?
no nerds allowed
29. What is your favorite expletive?
i’m pretty partial to fuck, but honesly yikes is what i say most often even though that’s not a swear word. petition to make yikes a swear word.
30. Your house is on fire, holy shit! You have just enough time to run in there and grab ONE inanimate object. Don’t worry, your loved ones and pets have already made it out safely. So what’s the one thing you’re going to save from that blazing inferno?
hey so one time there was actually the threat of a fire in my house and despite all these questions no one does anything like that. i put on my shoes, grabbed my phone, sunglasses and water bottle because they were all immediately available as i was exiting the house. so as much as i’d love to grab my box of treasures and keepsakes, i absolutely would not and i know this about myself now.
31. You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be?
yikes. i can see the appeal of this for a lot of people, but for myself it’s just uhhh not feasible. i’d always wonder what i erased, and at some point i would uncover the truth. i wouldn’t like to live with that kind of mystery going on.
32. You got kicked out of the country for being a time-traveling heathen who sleeps with celebrities and has super-powers. But check out this cool shit… you can move to anywhere else in the world!
oh thank god. i’m moving to a colder climate with universal healthcare.
33. The Celestial Gates Of Beyond have opened, much to your surprise because you didn’t think such a thing existed. Death appears. As it turns out, Death is actually a pretty cool entity, and happens to be in a fantastic mood. Death offers to return the friend/family-member/person/etc. of your choice to the living world. Who will you bring back?
okay i would strike a deal here and let’s say i can bring back two pets instead of one person and in this case i would bring back rusty (family golden retriever), and also kohji (brother’s shepherd mix). i’d like to say i’d bring back my cat, but i have two cats now and i know my brother would really like his dog back.
34. What was your last dream about?
i don’t really remember, tbh. i’ve been having a lot of weird dreams tho
35. Are you a good….[insert anything you’d like here]?
yes i am a VERY good [something]
36. Have you ever been admitted to the hospital?
yes ! it was terrifying and i’d never like to do it again thanks
37. Have you ever built a snowman?
no, somehow this was never presented to me as an option any time i’ve been around snow
38. What is the color of your socks?
buddy i’ve not worn socks in months. but also generally they are striped with various colors.
39. What type of music do you like?
gay stuff
40. Do you prefer sunrises or sunsets?
sunrises
41. What is your favorite milkshake flavor?
chocolate
42. What football team do you support?
oh i sure don’t
43. Do you have any scars?
yes, many
44. What do you want to be when you graduate?
considering that i am no longer in school, the answer is that i want to do whatever i feel like doing at any given moment
45. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?
i suppose i’d cure my mental illness (which i’m working on, so, this will happen)
46. Are you reliable?
oh, no. no thanks. i absolutely am but i hate feeling obligated so i always choose to not put myself in situations where someone needs to rely on me for anything
47. If you could ask your future self one question, what would it be?
i guess i’d ask if they’re happy
48. Do you hold grudges?
i mean. i don’t forget things ........ but i am capable of forgiving people
49. If you could breed two animals together to defy the laws of nature, what new animal would you create?
nope ! i’ve seen movies, i know what horror that can cause
50. What is the most unusual conversation you’ve ever had?
one time my sister and i were talking to our aunt, and we could not for the life of us figure out if she was trying to GIVE or SELL us some rabbit fur coats she had ......... it’s been over a decade and we still do not know which it was
51. Are you a good liar?
yes
52. How long could you go without talking?
several million years
53. What has been you worst haircut/style?
sorry my hair is indestructible and because of the natural texture it looks great no matter what. i’m blessed and i know it.
54. Have you ever baked your own cake?
what kind of person doesn’t bake their own cake ????? rich people i guess
55. Can you do any accents other than your own?
yes ! but not very well
56. What do you like on your toast?
butter, and occasionally cinnamon sugar
57. What is the last thing you drew a picture of?
some cool clouds
58. What would be you dream car?
a honda prelude with the pop-up lights
59. Do you sing in the shower? Or do anything unusual in the shower? Explain.
i do sing in the shower sometimes, but not loudly
60. Do you believe in aliens?
absolutely
61. Do you often read your horoscope?
almost every day, but i do my full birth-chart horoscope so that it’s accurate, and not like horoscopes from the newspaper
62. What is your favorite letter of the alphabet?
n
63. Which is cooler: dinosaurs or dragons?
i mean are they not the same thing. tell me a dinosaur and a dragon are not basically the same things.
64. What do you think about babies?
yeah they’re alright. i never want to be in charge of one but i’m alright with them
65. Freebie! Ask anything interesting you can think of.
i guess the most interesting thing i can think to ask myself is which tarot decks i have, and i will tell you. i have the prisma visions tarot (which is amazing), and also the shadowscapes deck (beautiful!), and also a deck of runes that i made myself with a sharpie on a pack of pepsi branded playing cards
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seventy-three questions
I guess this is like if some random person wanted to interview my kids, idk. Ignore how some things capitalized on their own, ik it’s very annoying. not to mention, I didn’t bold or italicize anything. there’s too many words in this post it would take too much time, sorry. have fun reading all of this
q: what’s your favorite movie you’ve seen in the past month?
Richard: Richard peter Johnson. it’s about me. for sure.
bella: to the bone. I forget if they have a trigger warning. I don’t know, I liked it.
calum: john wick. there’s a lot of cool stuff
leia: frozen and moana!!!
q: favorite animal?
Richard: I honestly don’t know. for shits and giggles, maybe cougars
bella: um... when I was little I really liked birds, bunnies, lions, and lambs
calum: dragons are super strong and op
leia: puppiessssssss
q: best friend’s name?
Richard: sam
bella: i’m not very close with anyone. ally, I guess
calum: kirk junior
leia: luke
q: book you plan on reading?
Richard: the catcher in the rye
bella: pride and prejudice
calum: I want to get the guiness book of world records for 2017
leia: the blue fairy book. it’s about fairy tales
q: something that positively shaped you?
Richard: sick as it sounds, my girlfriend set herself on fire and had to go to the hospital. it was because of me, and when she made it out of that experience with no burns it somehow got me to be more appreciative and inspired me to stop being such a dick sometimes
bella: theo.
calum: I heard about LeBron james
leia: life
q: biggest secret?
Richard: don’t have one, really
bella: it wouldn’t be a secret if I told someone, would it?
leia: I found out that my best friend is sleeping beauty! but a boy!
calum: not telling. i’m not retarded.
q: on a scale of one to ten, how excited are you about life right now?
Richard: ten? idk
bella: 6... hehe
calum: five is average. so five.
leia: a bagillion gazillion and one
q: iPhone or android?
Richard: androids have potato cameras
bella: iPhone. I guess if they’re too expensive an android would be okay
calum: aren’t andriods robots
leia: aye aye captain hahahhahhahhahhaha
q: twitter or Instagram?
Richard: twitter
bella: definitely Instagram
calum: I like jetpack joyride
leia: graham crackers?
q: who should everyone be following right now?
Richard: me. just kidding, um... my friends tyrone and Tanisha. they’re living on their own for the most part, with two twin babies, at fifteen. kudos
bella: not kim Kardashian.
calum: stalkers. show them how they make other people feel.... oh sorry, wrong kind of following
q: favorite food?
Richard: I can’t come up with something so i’m just going to say pizza
Bella: i like chicken alfredo pasta. I’m not sure if it’s my favorite though
Calum: hot dogs
Leia: crackers
q: least favorite food?
Richard: cornbread. I’ve seen timmy wolf down a whole loaf. It was huge. There was a lot of blowing chunks after. Scarring, tbh
Bella: never liked green beans
Calum: eggplants, carrots, and bananas
Leia: steak is hard for me to chew sometimes
q: what do you love on your pizza?
Richard: cheese
Bella: cheese. Oh, richard said that too? Ffs
calum: pepperonis
Leia: anchovies! Just kidding, i’m joking!
q: favorite drink?
Richard: i’ve got no clue. water is very underrated
Bella: i used to love lemonade. Haven’t had that in years. Oh, right. I like tea, coffee, root beer, yeah
Calum: i’ve never had vodka, but vodka
Leia: do slushies count?
q: favorite dessert?
Richard: i’m a fabulous dessert -wink- um, no, in all seriousness, chocolate ice cream
Bella: huh. I haven’t had dessert in a while either. Shit.
Calum: chocolate chip cookies
Leia: everything sweet
q: dark chocolate or milk chocolate?
Richard: well I know how tyrone would answer this. I guess milk chocolate
Bella: milk?
Calum: both
Leia: ooooooh, one second, i’ll be back! NO IT’S NOT TO GET CHOCOLATE
q: coffee or tea?
Richard: coffee
Bella: they’re both good for photos, coffee tastes better, but tea is better for you
Calum: alcohol
q: hardest decision?
Richard: what to answer for this question. That counts?!
Bella: life or death. I chose life, obviously
Calum: i’m bored
Leia: my mom asked me if i wanted a dog or a cat! I said dog, but she never got either one
q: favorite fruit?
Richard: peach. -eyebrow wiggle- I actually don’t know
Bella: pineapple, mango, peach, blueberry, blackberry, raspberry, watermelon...
Calum: pear
Leia: applllllllles!!!
q: favorite singer or songwriter?
Richard: shawn mendes. I’M JOKING
Bella: isabella vail. Sorry, no self-promo? Okay, theo herondale -grin-
Calum: eminem
Leia: idina menzel
q: favorite song?
Richard: can’t say
Bella: that’s a lot of pressure
Calum: i’m hungry
Leia: I’VE BEEN STARING AT THE EDGE OF THE WAT-
q: if you could sing a duet with anyone, who would it be?
Richard: shawn mendes. I’M STILL JOKING I SWEAR
Bella: theo.
Calum: that’s gay
Leia: MOANA
q: if you had a tattoo, where would it be?
Richard: could i get a tramp stamp
Bella: i can’t choose, whoops
Calum: my arm
Leia: but they’re permanent!!
q: to be or not to be?
Richard: to be
Bella: to be or not to be.. ahh.. Love it
Calum: not to be
Leia: tooooo beeeeeeee... Two bees?
q: bird-watching or whale-watching?
Richard: whale-watching but only if i could ride the whale
Bella: bird-watching, they make such pretty sounds
Calum: a bird shit on my head
Leia: whale-watching because then i could see mermaids too!!!
q: best gift ever received?
Richard: sofia and will, thank you so much for your second creation. Not that the other ones aren’t good i just mean i love wed oh god just shut up richard. Praise you guys, hallelujah. Rest in peace, will. Would’ve been nice to get a “NOW YOU BE CAREFUL WITH MY DAUGHTER!” chat.
Bella: meeting theo was the best thing that’s ever happened to me.. wait is anyone going to see this? Oh god please no UM OKAY best gift other than that, i got a purple flower pin from.. someone.. Although i technically didn’t get it from them..i don’t want to think about this, never mind
Calum: my mom got a basketball hoop for me
Leia: everything!!
q: best gift you’ve ever given?
Richard: i once decorated bella in glitter and shit and then tried to give her to my mom. Yeah, i still don’t know why i did that. Awww, my little sissie, i’m gonna give her a hug after this
Bella: i wouldn’t know
Calum: i gave kirk junior a whole pack of gum once
Leia: i gave luke’s grandma a pretty flower. She’s really nice.
q: last gift you gave a friend?
Richard: the cornbread timmy threw up
Bella: i’ve never had a real friend, um, i gave annabelle a horse necklace and dora a set of nail polish. But they’re just people i talk to sometimes. Plus annabelle.. ugh
Calum: i gave savannah a pencil. Hope she liked it
Leia: i gave my mom a hug today!!
q: favorite video game?
Richard: OH MINECRAFT FOR SUUUUUUUURE!!! sorry i’m not in a serious mood
Bella: i don’t really play video games, the sims, i guess
Calum: call of duty games
Leia: roblox!! I like the pizza delivery game
q: favorite meme?
Richard: oh boy
Bella: are you serious? Right in front of my salad?
Calum: the spongebob music one
Leia: what’s a meem
q: last country visited?
Richard: greece
Bella: greece
Calum: how much longer
Leia: greece
q: favorite body part on a human?
Richard: well this could get some perverted answers
Bella: eyes. But “eyeballs” sounds atrocious.
Calum: pussy
Leia: their hearts!!!!!!
q: favorite color?
Richard: i like reds, blues, greens, idk
Bella: i loved yellow when i was younger. Blues are good too. As for the stuff that’s not on the rainbow, i guess i like black, gray, silver, gold, and white. Oh red is good sometimes
Calum: red, green, orange
Leia: light blue
q: least favorite color?
Richard: that murky brown and green mixture -shudder-
Bella: the colors that we can’t see or imagine. So frustrating.
Calum: yellow
Leia: i like all of the colors, i wouldn’t want any to feel bad about themselves
q: diamonds or pearls?
Richard: i mean there are no pearls in minecraft... OKAY I’LL STOP
Bella: diamonds
Calum: you could sell the diamonds and be rich
Leia: great grandma grace had pearls
q: heels or flats?
Richard: i lost a bet to a guy in a chiffon skirt, but i make these high heels work
Bella: it depends
Calum: heels are sexy.
Leia: no girl can walk in heels, can they? OMG BELLA YOU’RE WALKING IN HEELS
q: pilates or yoga?
Richard: how about just working out
Bella: yoga
Calum: there’s yoga instructor porn
Leia: you mean pirates or yoda? Yoda is in star wars with princess leia, so yoda
q: jogging or swimming?
Richard: swimming for sure
Bella: i mean, i love swimming. But it’s hard to go near a pool when you’ve drowned yourself. I’m sorry i keep being gloomy
Calum: sorry, i fell asleep
Leia: swimming!
q: best way to de-stress?
Richard: hahahhahhahah
Bella: talking to someone, hugging someone, etc.
Calum: sleeping helps
Leia: just breathe! ahhhh...
q: if you had one superpower, what would it be?
Richard:i heard about a superpower that is all the superpowers
Bella: richard told me abo- he said that too?!
q: weirdest person you ever met?
Richard: the howler or the tricycle guy
Bella: theo. -devilish grin- nO I’M KIDDING DON’T TELL HIM I SAID THAT! Awe, i feel bad
Calum: my whole family
Leia: i don’t know, everyone’s weird in their own way
q: favorite flower?
Richard: i don’t know about many besides roses
Bella: i could list my top 50 if you want
Calum: ew
Leia: dandelions grant wishes!
q: last time you cried?
Richard: when my girlfriend was in the hospital
Bella: ...
Calum: crying is for chumps
Leia: i’m too happy to cry
q: do you like your handwriting?
Richard: no?
Bella: im not sure
Calum: oh bitch i fell asleep again
Leia: i forget to dot my i’s sometimes
q: do you bake?
Richard: i live in a house with girls, of course. OH SHOOT WAS THAT SEXIST, I’M SO SORRY I DIDN’T MEAN IT LIKE TH- oh right. Forgot about calum. LOVE YA CAL
Bella: baking and cooking are both fun
Calum: no. i eat the baked goods though
Leia: i eat the cookie dough heheh
q: least favorite thing about yourself?
Richard: my anger issues
Bella: my luck
Calum: i’m amazing
Leia: i-i love myself!!! haha..
q: favorite thing about yourself?
Richard: idk
Bella: haha
Calum: everything
Leia: i think i’m nice
q: who do you miss most?
Richard: ggg. Great grandma grace
Bella: not ben. I liked you when you were alive, but you are unbearable as a ghost
Calum: i just want to play basketball
Leia: everyone who is in heaven!!!
q: what are you listening to right now?
Richard: the wind, i guess
Bella: arctic monkeys
Calum: leia trying to sing. She sucks
Leia: my favorite tarzan song
q: favorite smell?
Richard: um
Bella: rain, books, fire, theo, dryer sheets, flowers, oh no did i say theo? -blush- please don’t put that in
Calum: no idea
Leia: freshly baked sugar cookies, bella’s are better than my mom’s!
q: last person you talked to on the phone?
Richard: sam. He’s giving me updates on gilly and her baby. I hope she’s doing okay..
Bella: i got some type of hate call from someone. Idk who.
Calum: kirk junior and i were talking about basketball
Leia: luke. He said i’m giving him mixed signals. I have no clue what that means
q: last person you sent a text to?
Richard: tyrone
Bella: charlie
Calum: i don’t have a phone.. one day
Leia: look! The lollipop made my tongue blue!!!
q: sport you wish you could play?
Richard: is archery a sport? Because that’s cool
Bella: i don’t play any sports -sigh-
Calum: i do play basketball, but i really like basketball, so basketball.
Leia: i wish i could ice skate more
q: hair color?
Richard: a medium/dark brown
Bella: i’m a brunetteeeee
Calum: light brown
Leia: blonde!
q: eye color?
Richard: green. Idk about greater detail
Bella: crystal blue? It’s like a blue but if you turned the saturation down a bit and put some shine in there
Calum: i don’t check
Leia: blue, like blue whale
q: scary films or happy endings?
Richard: both
Bella: happy endings
Calum: no real man likes happy endings
Leia: scary movies scare me
q: favorite season?
Richard: tough
Bella: it really depends. Spring is very rainy but i like the rain. Summer is super hot but school’s out and it’s beautiful out. Fall comes with the colorful tree leaves and the clothing, and winter is cold but you have hot chocolate and oversized sweaters
Calum: i bet bella gave a long answer. Loser.
Leia: summer!
q: sexual fantasy?
Richard: where did that come from
Bella: -beet red- w-what?
Calum: huh
Leia: what’s that?
q: hugs or kisses?
Richard: both
Bella: bot- HE SAID THAT TOO? WTH
Calum: neither
Leia: hug time!
q: rolling stones or the beatles?
Richard: the beatles
Bella: the beatles, for sure
Calum: how many left?
Leia: why are we talking about things in the garden
q: favorite sex position?
Richard: i swear this came out of nowhere
Bella: -blink-
Calum: missions. Missionary? Yeah, that’s what i meant
Leia: i’m so confused
q: farthest you’ve been from home?
Richard: i died twice. Dk where i ended up
Bella: see i killed myself, and then i was in some sort of darkness for a week until i decided to come back
Calum: are we close to finished
Leia: look at this nail polish! Isn’t it so pretty?!
q: left or right?
Richard: the price is right
Bella: right
Calum: left
Leia: right
q: lipstick or lip gloss?
Richard: um
Bella: lipstick
Calum: almost?
Leia: lip gloss
q: scariest dream?
Richard: you’d know if i pissed myself
Bella: ..don’t want to talk about it, sorry
Calum: im not scared of anything
Leia: cookeh im mah mout, un segont
q: favorite type of hair?
Richard: i guess i like head hair over pubic hair
Bella: depends
Calum: hairless cats
Leia: those naked rodents
q: title of your autobiography?
Richard: one second, let me think of something
Bella: i wouldn’t write an autobiography
Calum: Perfection
Leia: my life
q: favorite sound?
Richard: did i really just fall asleep
Bella: sorry, what? I was doodling.
Calum: basketballs bouncing
Leia: water
q: favorite animal?
Richard: wasn’t this already a question
Bella: On the other side of a street I knew, stood a girl that looked like you, i guess thats deja vu
Calum: there has to be only a couple left
Leia: what
q: girl crush?
Richard: there’s this girl named wednesday herondale, she’s honestly my dream girl -grin-
Bella: how’d you know i’m bi? nO NOT BIPOLAR
Calum: i-i don’t h-have one..
Leia: i love my sister!
q: last photograph you took?
Richard: you’d expect it to be a nude because i’m a teenage boy, yeah, yeah, i see you.. well, i’ll have you know, it’s a picture of... my girlfriend. isn’t she beautiful, look at her!
Bella: okay so this one is o- fine. Don’t let me go into detail.
Calum: i took this selfie on my ipad by accident. I have a double chin in it haha WAIT WE’RE DONE?! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
Leia: oh this one’s of my finger! whoops!
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65 questions youre not used to
1. Do you ever doubt the existence of others than you?
not until now
2. On a scale of 1-5, how afraid of the dark are you?
hm like a 3? i talk to spirits so sometimes i worry that they’re around
3. The person you would never want to meet?
someone i used to know who things are now awkward with
4. What is your favorite word?
oblong or shenanigans
5. If you were a type of tree, what would you be?
idk like a mulberry tree
6. When you looked in the mirror this morning what was the first thing you thought?
that my hair was sticking up from my sleep
7. What shirt are you wearing?
pink & blue stipy crop
8. What do you label yourself as?
flamboyant & eccentric
9. Bright room or dark room?
dark room
10. What were you doing at midnight last night?
finishing infinity war or reading fanfic sjdfhjlkf
11. Favorite age you’ve been so far?
20
12. Who told you they loved you last?
probably my old best friend dom
13. Your worst enemy?
i dont really have any enemies. i try to get on with everyone or keep to myself if that’s not possible
14. What is your current desktop picture?
a scene from kiki’s delivery service with a window near some greenery
15. Do you like someone?
not romantically no. i only ever go to work and work romances are inappropriate
16. The last song you listened to?
pussy is gof
17. You can press a button that will make any one person explode. Who would you blow up?
id like to say someone like trump, but i think his death wouldn’t really lead to much positive change. maybe a billionaire with an heir who would do better with what they have? i’lll have to research this
18. Who would you really like to just punch in the face?
nobody immediately springs to mind.
19. If anyone could be your slave for a day, who would it be and what would they have to do?
technically i’d make someone like jeff bezos my slave and then force him to give his money to the homeless, or to pay his workers a higher wage, or something to that anti-capitalist extent. maybe i’d force major ceos to try and combat global warming if it isnt too late
20. What is your best physical attribute? (showing said attribute is optional)
everyone says my eyes - and i do like them, but im inclined to say my hair. i love my hair so much
21. If you were the opposite sex for one day, what would you look like and what would you do?
id be super hot with colourings like zayn malik or rdj and id probably immediately jack off dsfjlkdsjfkl
22. Do you have a secret talent? If yes, what is it?
no serious answers come to mind
23. What is one unique thing you’re afraid of?
asking people for a favour/for help. answering the phone when im not at work
24. You can only have one kind of sandwich. Every sandwich ingredient known to humankind is at your disposal.
my subway usual! white bread, chicken stips with melted cheese, cucumber, capsicum, olives, jalepenos, honey mustard sauce, salt and pepper
25. You just found $100! How are you going to spend it?
probably use it to save for a car, or to help fund dad’s trip to america/england that i got roped into having to pay for
26. You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere in the world, but you have to leave immediately. Where are you going to go?
i have work tomorrow :/ but i guess if i could get out of that i’d go to greece or something?
27. An angel appears out of Heaven and offers you a lifetime supply of the alcoholic beverage of your choice. “Be brand-specific” it says. Man! What are you gonna say about that? Even if you don’t drink booze there’s something you can figure out… so what’s it gonna be?
ive never had expensive alcohol so i’d probably get like a scotch whiskey or some usual vodka (but pre-mixed. i always puke when i mix vodka myself)
28. You discover a beautiful island upon which you may build your own society. You make the rules. What is the first rule you put into place?
YEEEESSSS, um first rule would be that everyone gets food/shelter/water for free. regardless of who you are.
29. What is your favorite expletive?
used to be shit, now i think it’s just fuck.
30. Your house is on fire, holy shit! You have just enough time to run in there and grab ONE inanimate object. Don’t worry, your loved ones and pets have already made it out safely. So what’s the one thing you’re going to save from that blazing inferno?
my phone
31. You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be?
g o d. i think i’d erase either my 18th birthday or the day we first moved into the house im living in now
32. You got kicked out of the country for being a time-traveling heathen who sleeps with celebrities and has super-powers. But check out this cool shit… you can move to anywhere else in the world!
fuck yeah i’d go live with harry styles or someone in america or england or whatever. maybe canada. canada seems cool.
33. The Celestial Gates Of Beyond have opened, much to your surprise because you didn’t think such a thing existed. Death appears. As it turns out, Death is actually a pretty cool entity, and happens to be in a fantastic mood. Death offers to return the friend/family-member/person/etc. of your choice to the living world. Who will you bring back?
my mum’s father! i’ve always wanted to meet him. we have a lot in common from what i’m told (i was 2 when he died so i dont even remember him). but we’re both leos! we both love dancing and we both love music and singing (he was a musician. and music is like.....all i have). we both like cigarettes and swearing. we both had shit mothers. he seems a cool dude. he had that leo generosity and gave my mum a car and money when she needed it and i never had a good person/parent like that around and i’d love to know him and now im getting sad so. did not see that coming round the corner
34. What was your last dream about?
this is going to sound weird but it was about this gross old fat dude sitting in a car next to me (i think my family started driving people around for money in my dream) and he started feeling me up and i told him off.
35. Are you a good….[insert anything you’d like here]?
person? artist? singer? student? worker?
nope. im not good at much.
36. Have you ever been admitted to the hospital?
yeah twice that i can recall atm. once when i was 9 months for having a cyst on my ovary, and once when i was 19 for having gastro and puking non-stop.
37. Have you ever built a snowman?
nah i wish. it doesnt snow in australia
38. What is the color of your socks?
im not wearing any atm but the last pair i wore were red and black deadpool ones
39. What type of music do you like?
GOD okay my answer is any type of music. but it has to be good. upbeat music?
40. Do you prefer sunrises or sunsets?
sunsets
41. What is your favorite milkshake flavor?
vanilla or caramel
42. What football team do you support? (I will answer in terms of American football as well as soccer)
i dont give a shit about sports
43. Do you have any scars?
yeah i have one on my lower stomach from the surgery i got for my ovary cyst, one on my right hand from opening a tin of tuna and slicing my hand immediately (i later got food poisoning), i have some embarrassing ass self harm scars on my thighs, and i think that’s it?
44. What do you want to be when you graduate?
well i graduate uni in just over a week (next saturday) and i have no clue. at the moment i just want to get a job that has a set amount of hours and a set/steady pay and doesnt make me anxious. a desk job that i’m not terrible at. then i can move out. and once im moved out i wont be in survival mode, and maybe then i can start dreaming. but for now im desperate enough to not even have dreams or wants.
45. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?
i would make me more assertive and less anxious. and a bit more funny. a bit more like an aries or a leo. i think i will be more like this when im moved out and secure with a consistent job and consistent living space. i havent had that for like 6 years.
46. Are you reliable?
very
47. If you could ask your future self one question, what would it be?
god what a question. where should i work? and should i get a motorbike or a car? and id just ask for general advice
48. Do you hold grudges?
absolutely. to be fair, i consider myself a very understanding and fair person, so it takes a lot to get me mad. but once im there, it’s usually justified and hard to change my mind.
49. If you could breed two animals together to defy the laws of nature, what new animal would you create?
like maybe a bird and a lion. imagine a flying lion. that’d be sick
50. What is the most unusual conversation you’ve ever had?
out of what immediately springs to mind i have 2 equally strong contenders:
1) me, introducing myself to a worker on the first day at my job - “hi, i’m ____ by the way. i don’t think i’ve introduced myself to you yet”
“i know.”
“oh! sorry haha im just really bad with names and faces haha”
"yeah. we went to school together. *walks away*
2) coworker: so how many babies do you think we’ll have to sacrifice to get a bigger back room?
me: ........at least 1 million
coworker: 1 million? wow! i was thinking like 7!
me: 7? wow i really went overboard there. but wait! what counts as a baby? are there age or weight restrictions or?
coworker: hm i think it’s like anyone under the age of 4
me: oh under 4? so if you kill a 5 year old and sacrifice it, then you’ve just wasted a kill and it doesn’t count?
coworker: yeah pretty much.....i’ve done that a few times, actually. their parents were not happy
me: yeah i’d imagine just as much. imagine having to have that conversation with their parents like ‘uhh sorry about that’
coworker: yeah and it was all for nothing too
51. Are you a good liar?
yes, when i know the people and situation well. i usually plan out my lies in advance, but for whatever reason im actually a better liar when im thinking on my feet and improvising the lies. have no idea how or why.
52. How long could you go without talking?
fucking forever. i’m great at talking, a very good conversationalist. but fuck i love not having to talk to people. it’s so much effort.
53. What has been you worst haircut/style?
my mum cut a fringe for me when i was 12.
54. Have you ever baked your own cake?
all the time! i love baking
55. Can you do any accents other than your own?
nope
56. What do you like on your toast?
vegemite, egg, honey & peanut butter, sometimes jam (mostly when im high)
57. What is the last thing you drew a picture of?
captain phasma
58. What would be you dream car?
a 59 cadillac, or most ferraris
59. Do you sing in the shower? Or do anything unusual in the shower? Explain.
i dont usually sing in the shower, but i do enjoy a good shower dance routine
60. Do you believe in aliens?
for sure! our universe is too huge and constantly expanding for there to be just us
61. Do you often read your horoscope?
god you dont even want to know how much i fucking love astrology. astrology is my mind. it occupies about 1/3 of all my thoughts and i immediately try to figure out people’s signs within the first .... maybe 5 seconds of meeting them.
62. What is your favorite letter of the alphabet?
maybe p or r or v
63. Which is cooler: dinosaurs or dragons?
dinosaurs
64. What do you think about babies?
cute when they’re not mine and i can give them back to their mothers after 5 minutes
65. Freebie! Ask anything interesting you can think of.
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assissin au ramble
okay assassin au drabble because why not (scars and scales imma brb just gimme a sec cause imma draw these after the references lol)
so i was thinking of this assassin au to be more like a dystopian or steampunk style-thing with lots of metal and people relying on tech a LOT.
so moon is employed as a weaponsmith and Sun as an inventor/repairbot and meanwhile y/n is just a magnetic throwing-knife wielding killer who just drags these two along to keep them safe.
funny thing is that theyre really, like really good a killing others but not so much as to keeping someone not dead (poor sun and moon lol). at the beginning after y/n spares their lives they would be SUPER SUSPICIOUS about this ASSASSIN that almost killed them but didn't for some reason.
but after going through some stuff and opening up, they actual get to know each other and grow close
so if theyre in a fight or cornered y/n would be like "quick knives aren't working i need something bigger"
Sun would be like: "PANIK" AYO just chuck that rock over there
Moon be like: here take this bomb i just made in 3 seconds
#assassin au#i swear im working on scars and scales#imma draw these neat guys later#y/n sucks at not killing someone#y/n sucks at feelings#the people who cornerend them would be under attack by a rock-bomb-knife thing and just YEETEd#i dont have a name for this au yet BUT STILL#i wanna draw this after i finish those mer refs#fnaf sun#fnaf moon#fnaf the daycare attendant#fnaf sb#fnaf security breach#fnaf au
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scars and scales chapter 14 is around 1/2 done :D I SWEAR IM STILL WORKING ON IT THERES JUST BEEN A LOT GOING ON AKLFSDJDSLFK
#exam week hhh#i hate homework#so much classes and stuff HHHH#i barely got time but im cramming it in#scars and scales#kelpie au#fnaf sb#kelpie y/n#fnaf security breach#fnaf au
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When will scars and scales chapter 15 release?
When I have time to actually finish writing the thing I HAVE SO MUCH GOING ON I SWEAR IM WORKING ON IT.
also it’s like 3/4 done lol
#kelpie au#fnaf sb#inti answers#fnaf the daycare attendant#fnaf au#fnaf moondrop#sun sb#moon sb#fnaf eclipse#scars and scales
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